The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 6

The dress drops from my hand. His eyes wander lower. My heart skips a beat. His gaze lingers. I can barely hear my breaths as intense hunger clouds his eyes. I’ve never seen a man look at me that way before, and I’ve never seen that look in his eyes, even when he looked at Anya. It was so new to me.

The sound of footsteps breaks both of us out of our trance. Atticus steps in and slams the door shut before anyone can see me.

The sound is enough to remind me of my state.

I spin around and cover my exposed breasts even though it doesn’t make sense now that he’s seen them. And I’m not helping the situation by showing him my bare ass either. That is if he’s still looking at me, which I doubt he is.

He clears his throat.

“I’ll leave when my brother walks past my room.” He tells me. Did I mistake it, or was there a huskiness to his voice?

“It’s okay,” I whisper. “This is your room. I’ll be finished in a minute. You can have the room to yourself after.”

“No.” He disagrees. “There is no need to rush.”

There is a slight pause before he softly says, “this will be your room eventually.”

onto his bed. My face hits his shirt, and I inhale even though I shouldn’t. Why do even his clothes

why are you still not dressed?” my mother demands. “What are you

put on the dress. She helps me zip it to the back, and then we head back out of the room. Atticus is waiting for us a little distance away, and I can feel my cheeks burn at the reminder of what just happened. He saw me almost entirely naked. Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse for me,

record for my list of most embarrassing things I’ve

watch as he walks into the room to change as I have

blowing up,” my sister tells me as she joins my side.

school knew that I was marrying Atticus already. Just like I had suspected. Some were calling me a fake friend; others were begging me to

things managed to upset me, like the one message that stood out. It

‘How could you?’

but it left the impact that she wanted it to have

everything. It couldn’t be something simple that made him agree to marry

would never intentionally betray her. This was out of my control. I didn’t even know about it to begin

meet with Atticus, and we can discuss finding a way to stop the wedding. Even though my heart belonged to him, I didn’t want to take him away from Anya. I cared about

heart stops beating for a second. I can’t help but stare. The white shirt compliments his eyes, and the fabric pressed tightly against his body

heart was racing in my chest. This is the effect he always had on me. Except now he was finally looking my way. He never did before. I had his attention, and I wasn’t prepared

set my eyes

says. He takes us to the photographer. The man looks eager to take our pictures. This must be something he loves doing. Was he accustomed to taking pictures of couples who didn’t want to get

her.” The photographer

other photographers to the